Sunday, November 19, 2006

Delurking


I am a lurker and I didn't even know I was one until I came across this emblem when visiting a blog. A lurker reads other people's blogs but never leaves a comment or any indication, however small, that they have been there. So this week is delurking week and I plan to say hello to the people whose blogs I read. You might do the same. :)

12 comments:

Gannet Girl said...

I'm happy to de-lurk to a new blog!

the good enough mother said...

Welcome!Thanks for stopping by.

Maria Tafoya said...

Hi! Love your post on labels - you really nailed it. Happy Thanksgiving

Deb said...

(o) a blogstone and a {hug}
deb

Anonymous said...

happy delurkey! Cheers! MB

Anonymous said...

Hello! Lovely to have you de-lurk at my Teapot... gonna enjoy a read over here now :)

Anonymous said...

I'm sorta delurking. Most times if I don't comment it's because the effin' site doesn't seem to like it when I try to comment from work :D Fortunately, I'm at home and ready to delurk with the other brave souls.

Let's see.. what braver way to delurk than with an observation. Erm. Yes. My theory about the brontosaurus is that it is little at one end, big in the middle, and little at the other end. Thankyouverymuch.

With love,

Andy Kaufman-ish, but without the congas

PS love you!

1-4 Grace said...

(o)
Realy good comments on labeling. I ran into frequently in the school system and was amazed at how qucikly paretns will attatch that label on a child for their 9parents) benefit.
I could go on al lday about that type of thing, but alas, I won't.
I will jsut say happy T-day and enjoy the blessing of family and friends

zorra said...

Wow! Another shrink! It's nice to find your blog--thanks for delurking on mine.
As for inappropriate labeling, oy, don't get me started....

Audrey said...

Yo, Sis!

Audrey said...

Yo, sis!

more cows than people said...

thanks for delurking my way. i've valued your comments. and nope... had to wait for Christmas to get any presents.

a thought on your blog name, my mom, who is a therapist (of the C.S.W. variety) shared with me once that she had found great comfort in the awareness that she only had to be good "Enough". She shared this upon learning that "Enough" was highly problematic for me. Always evoking the add on- "For what?" When I first saw your comments I thought maybe my mom had figured out how to comment! I'm glad to meet another therapist who draws some strength or grace from this title!